As I sit and think back through time

As I sit and think back through time,
I think about lost loves,
that still linger in my mind.

How special they all were to me,
Why they ended
and how it came to be.

I think about the hurt and the pain,
And how the passing of time,
brought by their change.

The "ifs" and the "ands" ,
what could have been done.
That would have changed the way,
I have become.

But time has a way
of healing the wounds,
Like a butterfly emerging
from it's cocoon.

Each of their memories
held a special place in my heart,
And even with the passing of time
they shall never part.

But, I wish, there was a way
that I could let them all see
The way I have become
and how special
their love was to me.